Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION
In the blink of an eye, Mu Ru had been living in the Dongfang family’s one inch ink city for more than two months, and she had also been painting at Jingxuan Gallery for two months.
During these two months, her paintings had already skyrocketed. Shangguan Jingtian said that she could hang them up and sell them for money. Of course, because she was a new author, the price might not be high.
Mu Ru was so excited when she heard this, saying that it didn’t matter if the price wasn’t high. The important thing was whether someone liked them, whether someone appreciated them, and the important thing was whether her paintings had a certain value in this world.
Since the painting was going to be put up for sale, she had to think of a name for the artist. Of course, many people used their own names, but mu ru didn’t want to use her own name, so she thought of a stage name.
After thinking about it for a while, she finally gave herself the name Yan ru. It was because the painting had to be decorated with colorful colors, and it was her real name.
Yan Ru Shangguan Jingtian said that the name was a good one, and he hoped that her painting would follow her brand-new name to a new peak.
Mu Ru smiled and said that she hoped that brother Shangguan’s good words would be like this. In that case, she could at least earn some pocket money in the future.
When Mu ru first came to the Jingxuan gallery to paint, Dongfang Mo gave her a thousand yuan for lunch. Later, she painted here and occasionally worked part-time to sell and deliver paintings. Shangguan Jingtian saw that she was a down-to-earth person and hardworking Therefore, he let her eat lunch with the staff inside, saving her lunch fees.
Therefore, Mu Ru’s fees were very small. Other than the money for commuting to and from work every day, it was very little because she used a bus card. Other than that, she almost didn’t need to spend money.
That afternoon, she originally wanted to draw a painting that she had just come up with, but her colleague, Xiao Wang, had a stomachache and asked for leave at noon. As a result, her plan for drawing was put on hold, and she took Xiao Wang’s place to sell paintings in the gallery.
The call came in at around three o’clock in the afternoon. A client said that the company was celebrating its anniversary and wanted to buy a few calligraphy and paintings. Of course, it was nothing more than a grand exhibition, a stroke of good fortune, and something like the Ba Jun Tu.
Mu Ru wrote down the calligraphy and paintings she wanted on the phone. Of course, she specifically asked for Shangguan Jingtian’s works. She hung up the phone and went to get the paintings, then asked the driver to prepare to send them over.
Unfortunately, her luck wasn’t good today. The driver seemed to have gone with Shangguan Jingtian to city G to buy materials, so she had no choice but to go outside and call a taxi. She could only take a taxi to send the paintings over.
The company that decided the paintings was called anglo-american Company. It was in an industrial area in the southern suburbs of the city. It was a little far from the oil painting village, so mu ru took almost an hour to take a taxi.
Anglo-american Company. Mu Ru always felt that she had seen the name of this company before, but she couldn’t remember it for a while. Fortunately, she wasn’t a person who liked to dwell on these things, so she immediately stopped thinking about it.
The taxi driver stopped at the lobby of Anglo American company. Mu Ru originally wanted to ask the driver to wait for her. She said that she would take his car back after dropping off the paintings, but the taxi driver said that he could not wait because he was in a hurry to return to his shift.
There was no other way. Mu Ru could only move the three paintings down. After paying the taxi fare, she asked the security guard to help take a look. She took a painting and walked towards the entrance of Anglo American company.
Anglo American company seemed to be very busy today. She asked the receptionist.. The receptionist answered the phone while pointing at the elevator beside her. “Take the elevator and send it to the third floor. The offices are all on the third floor. The boss of the office wants these paintings. ”